[Content Note: Terrorism; bombing; guns; self-harm; death.]
Yesterday, "assailants armed with AK-47 rifles became involved in a firefight with security and police near [Istanbul's Atatürk international airport]'s x-ray security checkpoint. At least two of the gunmen then detonated what are believed to have been suicide bombs. Three attackers died on the scene, said the Turkish Prime Minister, Binali Yıldırım."
At least 41 people were killed and 239 injured, 109 of whom have already been released from the hospital. The Islamic State is suspected to be behind the attack.
My sincerest condolences to those who were injured and/or traumatized, and to the families and friends of the people who were killed.
I honestly don't even know what else to say anymore. I report on these devastatingly frequent bombings in Turkey, in Iraq, in Syria, and elsewhere, and I share the numbers of dead, and I write that IS has claimed responsibility.
It makes me angry and it fills me with grief. I cannot relate to this destructive, murderous instinct. Everything about IS is intolerable to me.
And I feel so fucking helpless, because there is nothing I can do but bear witness.
[As always, please keep this an image-free thread. Thank you.]